I was having trouble with my computer. So I called Harold, the computer guy, to come over. Harold clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem. He gave me a bill for a minimum service call.

As he was walking away, I called after him, "So, what was wrong?" He replied, "It was an ID ten T error." I didn't want to appear stupid, but nonetheless inquired, "An ID ten T error? What's that . in case I need to fix it again?"

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturdaymorning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for thesectionthat housed the smaller dogs.

Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting room at the end ofthe first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could seethe animals during times when visitors weren't permitted.

Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically totake a closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held eachone. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup.

The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked upthe dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer."Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!"she screamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"

"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said.

"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed,"she said.

"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you toldme love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the biggerthe sigh!"

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't knowwhether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did alittle of both.

"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come homefrom work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the rightpuppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said.

Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he lovesme. I heard the sighs of his heart!"

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes yousigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caressof a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air ona hot day.They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you willbe surprised at what you hear.